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Chapter Five - What the GBA Did

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Hermione's POV
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"Uh, I'm Hermione." I said. I could've sworn that a surprised look flew across his face when I said that.

A moment of silence passed. I was just about to firmly decide that this guy indeed was Draco when FedEx decided to jump on my head digging his claws in. The dude jumped back in horror as the cat hissed and I began to blindly run around, hoping the cat would fly off. Screaming, I ran into a wall three times before I made it to the door of the nearest room. I felt for the doorknob.

I laugh triumphantly. HA! I know just how I can kill the cat! Smash it with the door!

Reaching for the doorknob I heard my aunt - who must've come out to see why I was banging my head against the walls - scream 'NO!'

Unfortunately, the command went one ear and out the other, and my eyes were not exactly in use. I mean, put yourself in my position! You have a killer cat on your head and you find a device you can slam its head in with. Would you really pay attention to anything your aunt said? Another thing I hadn't stopped to consider was that my own head would be crushed with the cat's . . . but that's not the point.

Anyway, in one ear out the other. I was about to crush my head when I lost my balance and fell into the room. I felt hands briefly encircle my waist and the cat decided at the moment I began to fall that it would stop being insane and jumped back out of the room. I hit the floor, and began to sink. Oh no. Not good. Did I mention I was now paralyzed and hit the floor head first? Should of listened to Zoe. Why must I have the most paranoid aunt on the face of the earth?!?!

Ok, a little back round information here. My family, well, my mom's side of the family happens to have this thing going on. Apparently they had a prized possesion, (which I have yet to find out what it is,) stolen way back when. So now, every single house you can go to - on my mom's side of course - has been enchanted and *Bibbity bobbity booped* up by Zoe until you can't tell left from right.

So now, I'm sinking in this gooey crud which is doing only God knows what to me, and my muscles have been paralyzed so I can even struggle, not to mention right myself. It's like I'm the Titanic, except I'm going in head first and haven't broken in half yet. I have just about five seconds until I won't be able to breathe anymore. My eyes are already covered. . . 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 (deep breath through nose) . . And 1.

I don't really want to describe my descent in the sludge pool from there on. I will just say it was very unpleasant. And short. Therefore I wouldn't really have anything to describe to you anyway, considering that half a second after one Zoe finally decided to help me and well, pull me out. Then everything went black.

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Draco's POV

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WTF?! DEMON CAT! DEMON CAT! I was shoved up against the wall as Hermione flew by with who I shall now christen "Mr. Psycho Kitty' on her head. I watched as she screamed and banged her head against the wall. One, two, three, times. I just sat there. I feel like an idiot.

So next, Hermione finds the door knob and sticks her head in between the door and the wall, I hear a triumphant laugh come from Hermione and realize what she was about to do. I jump up and sprint towards her down the hall.

Her aunt screamed "No!" and I saw Hermione teeter. With a last burst of strength I find myself reaching for her waist. And missing. I swear! Why does this always happen to me? I almost save my enemies life so that they are in eternal debt and my fingers suddenly decide to 'let go.' Grr.

Zoe ran up to me. "We have to get her out of there! Do something! Anything!"

I glared at her. "what's going on here anyway? What's the big deal about Hermione falling in there anyway?"

Zoe glared right back and pointed.

Oh. I laugh nervously. Where were the directors? I could swear that this is a Titanic remake. I lost myself in this train of thought. I mean, come on! It's not everyday that you see a human being as straight as a board going head first into this huge puddle of slimy purple stuff. I was fascinated.

But thankfully, I have a brother who is always ready for anything and who can disarm a paralysis spell faster than anyone else I know. Therefore, I was able to actually be the hero and fish out Hermione. It was kind of funny actually. Because the stuff in the room was like . . . Like the bubble gum lake in that one Dr. Seuss book. Or, whatever it was. So anyway, I had quite a time pulling her out. And it got even weirder from there. Once I did finish pulling her out, the purple stuff became flat and textured looking, like carpet.

Hermione fell limp in my arms and Zoe quickly said, "Hurry! To her bedroom! She needs to rest and I have to give her the antidote now or she could be permanently damaged!"

. . . Permanently damaged? What an interesting way to end a interesting day. Haha. I'm a poet and I didn't know it.

An - umm… hi guys! Nice to be back. Sorry. And sorry. And sorry. And did I mention I was sorry? Hehe. Well, if you still love me review! If you don't, review anyway! Constructive criticism only! And um sorry, I know this chapter is kinna sucky.